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Loved this poem from Kahlil Gibran

It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled, from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.
The river can not go back.
Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear, because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.

Loved this poem from Kahlil Gibran

It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled, from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.
The river can not go back.
Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear, because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.

Loved this poem from Kahlil Gibran

It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled, from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.
The river can not go back.
Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear, because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.

Loved this poem from Kahlil Gibran

It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled, from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.
The river can not go back.
Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear, because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.

Loved this poem from Kahlil Gibran

It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled, from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.
The river can not go back.
Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear, because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.

Loved this poem from Kahlil Gibran

It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled, from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.
The river can not go back.
Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear, because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.

Loved this poem from Kahlil Gibran

It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled, from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.
The river can not go back.
Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear, because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.

Loved this poem from Kahlil Gibran

It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled, from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.
The river can not go back.
Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear, because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.

Loved this poem from Kahlil Gibran

It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled, from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.
The river can not go back.
Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear, because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.

Loved this poem from Kahlil Gibran

It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled, from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.
The river can not go back.
Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear, because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.

Loved this poem from Kahlil Gibran

It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled, from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.
The river can not go back.
Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear, because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.

Loved this poem from Kahlil Gibran

It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled, from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.
The river can not go back.
Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear, because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.

Loved this poem from Kahlil Gibran

It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled, from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.
The river can not go back.
Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear, because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.

Loved this poem from Kahlil Gibran

It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled, from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.
The river can not go back.
Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear, because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.

Loved this poem from Kahlil Gibran

It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled, from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.
The river can not go back.
Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear, because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.

kinda coming out video??

I feel so free 💫

I feel so free 💫

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I feel so free 💫

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I feel so free 💫

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I feel so free 💫

I feel so free 💫

I was such a weirdo as a kid.
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When I was four, I told my mom that I had lived in the U.S. in a past life. And that I’d live here again.
No idea where that came from.
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Yesterday, that little weirdo became a U.S. citizen.
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Just a few words. Mainly because now as a real American I can yap all I want.
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Some people have asked me, “Why would you want to become a U.S. citizen now?”
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I get a little emotional when I hear that question.
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We talk a lot about privilege today. White privilege. Financial privilege. Social privilege. And yes. I carry some of those. I’m aware of that.
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But there’s one privilege we don’t talk about enough.
The privilege of being born in the United States.
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The privilege of growing up in a country where you can say what you think. Where, if that creates conflict, you can challenge it back instead of going to jail. Where you choose your leaders. Where there is an opposition. And where you can disagree with both sides and still exist.
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In some countries, there is no opposition at all.
In some places, basic human rights don’t exist.
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So when people roll their eyes at America, I get it. This country has very real problems.
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But the U.S. is more than its current leaders. More than a moment in history.
America can bend. But it doesn’t break. And it only stays that way if people care enough to protect it.
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We learn.
We grow.
We take care of our inner world.
We get clearer about what we stand for.
And when needed, we act.
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Russia gave me resilience. It gave me my dramatic, messy, feel-everything heart.
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But I’ve always been a dreamer.
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And there’s nothing more American than that.
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I’m proud to be an American.
We dream big.
And sometimes we make those dreams come true.

Confession: I’m a first-time founder, and sometimes I feel like a total fake. 🫠 Here is the exact mental rule I use to navigate the spirals and keep moving forward.

Felt like I went to Amsterdam, Paris, London, Berlin and even a bit of Moscow in 4 days in NYC.

Felt like I went to Amsterdam, Paris, London, Berlin and even a bit of Moscow in 4 days in NYC.

Felt like I went to Amsterdam, Paris, London, Berlin and even a bit of Moscow in 4 days in NYC.

Felt like I went to Amsterdam, Paris, London, Berlin and even a bit of Moscow in 4 days in NYC.

Felt like I went to Amsterdam, Paris, London, Berlin and even a bit of Moscow in 4 days in NYC.

Felt like I went to Amsterdam, Paris, London, Berlin and even a bit of Moscow in 4 days in NYC.

Felt like I went to Amsterdam, Paris, London, Berlin and even a bit of Moscow in 4 days in NYC.

I failed at literally everything I came to LA for… and I’ve never been more grateful. I hope this part of my personal story and experience will land for someone in the right moment :)

These silly photo dumps are my way of appreciating the small moments in life that matter, and a reminder that life is richer than it feels sometimes. :)

These silly photo dumps are my way of appreciating the small moments in life that matter, and a reminder that life is richer than it feels sometimes. :)

These silly photo dumps are my way of appreciating the small moments in life that matter, and a reminder that life is richer than it feels sometimes. :)

These silly photo dumps are my way of appreciating the small moments in life that matter, and a reminder that life is richer than it feels sometimes. :)

These silly photo dumps are my way of appreciating the small moments in life that matter, and a reminder that life is richer than it feels sometimes. :)

These silly photo dumps are my way of appreciating the small moments in life that matter, and a reminder that life is richer than it feels sometimes. :)

These silly photo dumps are my way of appreciating the small moments in life that matter, and a reminder that life is richer than it feels sometimes. :)

These silly photo dumps are my way of appreciating the small moments in life that matter, and a reminder that life is richer than it feels sometimes. :)

These silly photo dumps are my way of appreciating the small moments in life that matter, and a reminder that life is richer than it feels sometimes. :)

These silly photo dumps are my way of appreciating the small moments in life that matter, and a reminder that life is richer than it feels sometimes. :)

These silly photo dumps are my way of appreciating the small moments in life that matter, and a reminder that life is richer than it feels sometimes. :)

These silly photo dumps are my way of appreciating the small moments in life that matter, and a reminder that life is richer than it feels sometimes. :)

I remember being 16. So vividly, it still feels warm.

Those twenty years passed in the blink of an eye.
And in just three more blinks, life will have flown.

So what, then, is there to fear?

Why cling so tightly, fear mistakes, take everything so seriously
if, in three blinks, it’s over?

Those who’ve been around long enough rarely regret the chances they did take, only the ones they didn’t.

So now, when fear freezes me,
I remind myself: it’s just three more blinks.

And I jump.